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[flair]

Title: tiny massive explosions of dust and grime
Rating: G

At two-thirty in the morning, he watched the ceiling fan spin with a sort of vexation that comes naturally to those who watch planets and belts form in the dust and grime that circles the slowly spinning star above them. He wished it would implode and send the dust scattering. His mind formed the picture and the fan began to supernova. It collapsed in on itself once, twice; then the blades tore from its center. They left nasty gashes on the sickly yellow walls, fierce reminders of what had been. The center sparked and shot down onto the floor. The parts spread out, the next beginnings of stars and their systems in their distances. The dust settled in the air and the grime kept to its place around the neutron star resulting from a white dwarf’s collapse.

He blinked and at two-thirty in the morning, he watched the ceiling fan spin.